I have just about eaten everything in this fucking house today:
Salami, turkey, peanut butter, Girl Scout peanut butter cookies,
Cap N Crunch Berry cereal, fiber granola bars . . .
I feel like a bloated fucking cow. I haven't exercised in forever
and can't find the urge to. Damn, my gut is huge.
I HATE you, belly!! You motherfucker!!!
I'm also white as a
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If we had of made it for the contest I was going to sit in the middle of the Stables crowd and have a fat ass cigar.
Richard
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Of course the same thing happens if I try to sing Bob Seger, CCR or any other song that is really out of my range,lol
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"I HATE you, belly!! You motherfucker!!!
I'm also white as a fucking ghost. I glow in the fucking dark."
That shit made me laugh out loud in the middle of my cubicle filled, everyone-can-hear-everything-you-say office. I hear ya, Brother. Even though everyone thinks that it's as easy as breathing to get a tan in California, I'm still as pasty as an Elmer's glue stick. I do burn nicely, however. Which, of course, just means that my face doesn't match my body. All that I need now are some fucking stitches around my neck to complete my Frankenstein's monster fashion statement.
David Sedaris is a funny man. Kelley bought that same book on audio CD for us to listen to on the trip out here. I need to finish it some time. Anyway, take care, Brian. Don't let the man get you down.
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What do you tell me? Don't be so hard on yourself! That's my job! Just kidding. I'm sorry you are feeling unhappy and I hope it passes soon and if there is anything I or Toulouse can do, just let us know. My little kapoonchka!
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